I was working out while Daddy put the girls to bed. A came up to give me a hug and kiss, wrinkled her nose and commented, "you should really clean up. You're a little stinky." 


I said, "Go to bed, punk!" 


She headed off toward her room and retorted, "And you go take a shower!"

A just came up to me: My throat is kind of dry, that's an early sign of dehydration. It's pretty hot today so it's really important that I drink more water to stay hydrated.

Oh, the fun things CrossFit Kids say...

W: Daddy is the one who makes the girls laugh. But...he can't do anything better than girls, just as good as girls.

A is quietly working on peeling a little orange. She finally gets a difficult part off and sighs, "that was a huge ordeal."

On a hike, we saw some deer tracks. I asked W what she thought they might be: Tyrannosaurus T. Rex!
Me: What would you do if we found a t-rex?
W: Take him home.
Daddy: What would you name him? George?
W: George?! No! That's a silly name! I would name him Purple Golden Buttercup!"

W was asking questions about who's tummy she grew inside. Her first guess was Daddy. We explained a bit about how men don't have a uterus, and then she figured out it was Mama. A little later she asked if Nana grew in an uncle's tummy. Exasperated, A said, "W  - nothing. is. in. mens'. tummies. except. for. food!"

A comes in to say to me, nearly in tears of frustration, "Mama, I've given W various options and she's still just sitting there complaining while I'm drawing with my chalk."